I'm in Warhammer, I just want to grow mushrooms

Chapter 289 Space Wolf or Wild Beast?

"Seekers of truth! Hear this!"

"We were deceived by a man who called himself the 'Lord of Mankind'! He was a false emperor who stole divinity but was afraid to accept it!"

"Think back to how much blood we shed for the False Emperor's 'Great Expedition'! We conquered the stars for him with warhammers and bomb guns, sending countless worlds into the Empire's embrace! We gave our loyalty! We gave our sacrifices! We gave everything we had!"
"And what did he give us in return?!"

"A bunch of short-sighted, cowardly, and opportunistic mortals sit in their high chambers, pointing fingers at us, the warriors who have conquered the galaxy! They have tarnished the glory we earned with our lives with their red tape and base schemes! We are Space Marines! We are beings beyond mortals! We are the cornerstone of the Empire, its sword! Why should we be ruled by these maggots in the dust?!"

In the vast hall of spellcasters, Loka stood on a high platform, raising his hands and speaking with great passion.

Today he is wearing a red and white priest's robe, instead of the Howling Soul shoulder armor and his exclusive power armor - Armor of Truth.

Two figures stood behind him.

The man on the left was entirely blood-red, with a gaping maw on his chest armor and a menacing two-handed axe in his hand. He was none other than Kahn, the former company commander of the Eighth Company of the Devourer Legion.

Kahn's mouth was sealed with wire, preventing him from speaking. It's possible that his talkative nature after becoming a Chaos God disturbed the Chaos God, hence the silencing order.

Standing on the right is the Primarch of the Emperor's Son, Forgrim.

Half-human, half-snake, with multiple limbs, serpentine blades, and a cold, ruthless gaze, it is more like a male or female venomous snake than a human.

Loka extended his hand to the two people behind him, inviting them to stand beside him:
"The Emperor fabricated the lie of 'Imperial Truth,' denying the existence of a true god in the universe, the ruler of the Supreme Heaven. He saw the power of the Supreme Heaven and was deeply terrified, fearing that we would receive the blessings of the Supreme Heaven, become beings beyond him, and expose his false lies."

"Look at these two blessed warriors beside me."

"Kahn, the company commander of the Eighth Company of the World Devourers, received the blessing of the God of Courage and War through his courage and faith. Now, even without his head, he can still slaughter the henchmen of the false emperor."

"Primarch, the Son of the Emperor. Blessed by the gods of beauty and art, he infuses art into battle. Every clash, every strike, every fight is a perfect interpretation of art and victory."

The World Eaters are mostly battle maniacs, and the Khorne aura emanating from Kahn ignited their inner desire for melee combat.

Unconsciously, the warriors of the World Eater Legion succumbed to Khorne's will, their eyes turning bloodshot, and they instinctively raised their arms and roared.

Now let's look at Forgrim.

Slaanesh's blessing made him a thousand faces, and each person could see the scene they most wanted to see in him.

To those unaffected by psychic interference, Forgrim appears hideous, resembling both a human and a snake, inspiring fear.

But to everyone present, Fogrem was the epitome of elegance and nobility, the most perfect man in the world.

The emperor's son was raised under the tutelage of Forgrim, which planted the seed of pursuing perfection in his heart.

The seed is growing wildly at this moment, giving rise to an irrepressible desire.

The power of Slaanesh permeates the hearts of the emperor's sons, following their desires.

Many of the Emperor's sons grew strange scales simply from seeing Forgrim.

Loka took a half step forward and looked down at the Word Bearers below the platform, only to be met with a chorus of extremely fervent gazes.

"Today, right here, we will embrace true power! Embrace the origin of the universe! The Chaos Gods have opened their arms to us; they see our worth, and they promise us everything we deserve!"
"We will no longer be tools of the false emperor, no longer watchdogs of mortals! We will become our own masters! We will become the masters of the empire!"
"I, Loka Aurelion, hereby swear! We will return to Terra and make the Emperor pay for his betrayal! We will purify the Empire and burn away all hypocrisy and weakness with the flames of the High Heavens!"

"Space Marines, my children! We will be the rulers! We will shape the future of the galaxy! Mortals will grovel at our feet, and the lies of the false emperor will be utterly shattered! This is our true destiny!"

The audience shouted:

"Kill the false emperor! Burn the galaxy!"

"Dominate destiny! Rule the country like a superman!"

"Enslave mortals! Control destiny!"

Every word and phrase is powerful and resonant.

Loka's words quickly infected everyone present, and even the Emperor's Son and the World Eater became as fanatical as the Word Bearer, their shouts rising in waves as if they would never stop.

The slogans shouted by the crowd were improvised on the spot, a direct expression of their feelings.

Before the creation of the Space Marines, the Emperor's warriors were the Thunder Warriors.

In terms of execution and sheer force, the Thunder Warriors are superior, but in terms of stability, they are far inferior.

They are a group of pure killing machines, with extremely unstable minds, and are prone to losing control.

To compensate for this deficiency, the Emperor implanted more emotional functions into the Space Marines' genetic fragments, so that they could use means such as "brotherhood," "philosophical thinking," and "empathy" to restrain themselves.

But this also makes most Space Marines as ordinary as mortals.

Mortals pursue profit, and so do Space Marines, perhaps even more so, with deeper obsessions and greater desires.

Now that someone has stepped forward to take the lead in opposing the Emperor's decision to hand over the governance of the Empire to mortals, the Space Marines, with their own ulterior motives, naturally respond to his call from the bottom of their hearts.

The ceremony erupted in cheers, which lingered for a long time.

Loka raised his hand and pressed down, activating his spiritual energy. Beams of light descended from the sky, each beam corresponding to a warrior. The beams were red, purple, or a combination of all four colors.

A red beam of light shot towards the World Devourer.

Purple corresponds to the son of the emperor.

Those who cherish words serve all the highest gods and can receive multiple blessings at the same time.

"Now! Open your hearts! Welcome this great blessing! Let the supreme power flow into your blood and reshape your will! Become true chosen warriors of God!"

Luo Jia took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and his voice became low:

"The blessing ceremony...begins."

The light became brighter.

The beam of light enveloped the warrior completely, and bystanders could not see what was happening inside the beam, only hear eerie chewing sounds and faint screams.

Luo Jia surveyed the scene with a smile on his face.

Thanks to the false emperor for establishing the Senate, and thanks to the false emperor for transferring the imperial rule to the mortals of the Senate.

Without his actions, I might not have attracted so many Space Marines today.

Loga had intended to enjoy the grand ceremony, but a psionic phone call from another dimension dispelled his idea.

“It’s Magnus’s. It’s time we brought this Primarch into our ranks.” Loka turned his head and exchanged a glance with Forgrim, both of them smiling in unison.

Fugrim stuck out his long, black tongue and licked his lips, looking extremely thirsty.

"The trap is ready, and the prey will come to it. I can't wait any longer."

"I'll leave this place to you for now. I'll go find a suitable place to receive Magnus's psionic communications."

Loka turned around and opened a portal, instantly arriving at another corner of the megalithic space fortress.

He used his psychic powers to change his appearance and his surroundings.

When Loka met Magnus before, he disguised himself as being imprisoned and was covered in wounds.

I can't keep up the pretense this time when I meet Magnus.

According to the plan discussed last time, I should be on my way to escape the cage, trying to figure out my current location.

Loka prepared a set of armor he had stolen from the orcs, with a chainsaw sword at his waist, a green-skinned double-barreled lumberjack in his hand, and the Chaos orc he had killed at his feet.

After scanning the area and confirming there were no oversights, Loga connected to the psionic communication from Magnus.

A beam of light shot from the subspace and transformed into the shape of a Cyclops.

"Aurelian, how are you?" Magnus looked at the orc corpse on the ground:

"It seems you've left the cell. But there's still a force interfering with my location. I can't figure out your position. Do you know where you are?"

Loka changed the ammunition belt on his twin logging rifle, nodding thoughtfully.
“I think I know my location. This seems to be a supply point of the Ulanor Orc Empire, and it looks like a magnificent space building. The orcs call this place ‘Dog Tail.’ It seems to be some kind of orc slang.”

“‘A dog’s tail…” Magnus muttered, then suddenly remembered something:
“Oh! I see. So you’re in the southern part of the Pamela Sector. ‘Dogtail’ is a massive space fortress that the orcs recently migrated from Ulanor. It’s heavily fortified and surrounded by many green-skinned ships that are resupplying you. Rescuing you will be very difficult, but I think Horus and I can do it.”

“Okay, I’ll find a safe place on the ‘dog’s tail’ first. Thank you, Magnus. Hmm? Wait, what did you just say? You and Horus?”

Luo Jia was taken aback, a surge of joy welling up inside him, but on the surface he displayed just the right amount of astonishment.

Magnus said:
“That’s right. Horus was deceived by the rumors spread by the cult and mistakenly went to the Pacific Sector. Fortunately, Terra contacted him and prevented him from continuing down the wrong path. Right now, Expedition 63 is heading to the ‘Great Crown’. I contacted him yesterday, and he is willing to join me in rescuing you. Of course, my involvement will be kept secret, since Father did not order me to participate in the rescue operation.”

"Yes, I understand. Please give my thanks to Horus. He is so kind, upright, and brave; no wonder the Emperor values ​​him so highly."

Loka said this with a sour tone, and seemed to still be holding a grudge about the Perfect City incident.

The situation was urgent, and Magnus, unable to comfort the other party, prepared to cut off psionic communication and discuss a course of action with Horus:
"Hold on, Aurelion. We'll get you out of here in two weeks at most. Take care."

Magnus disappeared, and the psionic communication ended.

Loka dispelled the deceptively realistic psychic illusion, and the corpse on the ground and the gun in his hand disappeared.

"Hmph, Horus, the emperor's dog."

Luo Jia smiled dismissively and prepared to return to the ceremony.

At that moment, another gaze was cast from the subspace.

Loga sensed the owner of the gaze and immediately established a psionic communication connection.

This time, it's the blue-feathered bird, Zelfix.

“My Lord’s faithful servant, I have brought you good news.”

Zelfix slightly spread his wings, raised his neck, and said proudly:
“I’ve discovered an orc force on the edge of the Milky Way that appears to possess gravitational wave technology and subspace veil technology. Their name is ‘Space Beasts.’ I’ll give you their coordinates; send a reconnaissance team to investigate.”

Loga knew about gravity wave technology; several super-large weapons on the monolithic space fortress were based on this technology.

What is the Keya Space Curtain Technology?

Orcs know this kind of technology?!

Loka was puzzled by this.

Zelfix explained:

"Don't underestimate the potential of orcs. When they undergo atavism due to certain factors, their cognitive abilities also become stronger. Once their understanding of the warp reaches a certain level, atavistic orcs may very well devise warp veil technology."

Now Luo Jia understood.

"Yes, Prophet, I will send a fleet near the target location to investigate."

Zelfix pecked at the feathers on his chest with satisfaction, and his body began to fade. Before leaving, Zelfix gave him some instructions:

"Don't underestimate those orcs; their sorcery is highly skilled. Once you've completed this mission, I'll give you a gift—a reward from the Lord of All Changes."

"Yes, sir. I will not disappoint my lord."

Luo Jia bowed respectfully and saw the other party off.

Recalling the prophet's words, Loga couldn't help but smile:
"What did the prophet say that orc army was called again? 'Space Beasts'? Tsk, that's interesting. How could orcs name their army like that? I almost heard it as 'Space Wolves.' Could it be that this orc army has a crush on the Space Marine Legion of the Imperial Dynasty?"

"Ahh~"

When Li Nuo possessed the witch boy Sak, he couldn't help but sneeze.

Weird.

This is the first time he's ever sneezed while playing the role of Sak. Who's thinking about him?

Forget it, terraforming Planet Palu is the priority.

With the Heart of Fire fully charged, the monocrystalline inventory has rebounded to 50 tons, and at least 10 tons of fresh crystals will be produced daily thereafter. It's time to begin the planetary terraforming project.

The first step is to extract water from Planet Paru.

This step is crucial.

Pure water is good, but water with impurities is generally bad. At best, it can cause metals to rust; at worst, it can breed mold and spread pollution.

Moreover, water is very difficult to compress.

By first removing the water from the planet and then modifying its tectonic plates, the consumption of single crystals can be effectively reduced.

More than a thousand kilometers above the Earth's surface, the engineering vessel fired a beam of light again.

The light stirred up towering waves on the sea, drawing millions of tons of seawater into the void and into the dimensional pocket inside the engineering vessel.

The extracted water will be stored in Palu's back garden.

That place is a relatively enclosed net tunnel space, located behind Palu Home, with only one net tunnel gate.

Anyone wishing to enter must first pass through Palu's Homestead.

Near the entrance to the Internet, Li Nuo set up several outposts for different purposes: some specifically for dealing with aliens, some for suppressing junk, and some for anti-submarine warfare.

No one can enter the back garden without Li Nuo's permission.

During the time he was separating the water from the planet Paru, Lino was researching Paru's biological weapons.

I have to say, "Tyronn is awesome."

After implanting genetic fragments of biological weapons into orcs, they can condense various biological weapons such as bio-plasma cannons, bio-flamethrowers, and bio-acid guns in their wrists, ankles, chests, and backs, greatly enhancing their combat effectiveness when they lack conventional weapons, demonstrating enormous potential.

Li Nuo pondered that he might be able to create a beastman with wings on its back, so that Paru could cosplay as Saint Gilles.

On the fifth day after the separation of water began, Lino received a message from Elon.

“Witch Priest, Pampa spotted a fleet of Ulanor orcs in the warp, heading towards our star system.”

Li Nuo picked up the noisy box and asked:

How many ships do they have?

"One battleship, three cruisers, and fifteen frigates."

"Okay, I'm coming right away." Li Nuofei arrived at the garrison base and entered the command room.

On the holographic screen, the nineteen ships were in a warp-space navigation state, and they did not activate their useless shields, indicating that they were not worried about being invaded by warp demons at all.

According to Pampa's observation, the fleet will arrive at the Paru star system within three hours.

It's obvious without much thought that this fleet was definitely sent by Zelfix. Even if it wasn't ordered by Zelfix himself, it must be closely related to him.

Respond to all changes with what remains unchanged.

This is a policy set by Li Nuo, and it won't be changed easily.

The Palu projection was exposed last time, so there's no need to hide it this time.

"Once that fleet leaves the warp, raise Palu projections around it to prevent them from leaving and to stop them from sending messages out. Elon, send a fleet to ambush the back of Grayrock."

"hold head high."

Elon relayed the order.

Gray Rock is the fifth planet in the Paru star system. It is named for its gray surface, which resembles a round rock.

Three hours later, the fleet left subspace.

The psionic boys at the observation post immediately sprang into action, their light green Palu projections forming a perfect encirclement around the fleet.

Wherever the fleet flew, the Paru projection followed.

The fleet on Giant Rock Star has been mobilized.

They began sub-light speed travel, quickly arriving near the Ulanno fleet and engaging in a fierce but brief exchange of fire.

The battle was a foregone conclusion; the Ulanor fleet was annihilated, with only three orc commanders used for interrogation surviving.

After being interrogated at the network's forward base, Li Nuo finally learned the whole story.

Loga instructed Urg to send a fleet to investigate; if it failed once, there would be another time.

Li Nuo wanted to see how many fleets the other side could wear down.

By remaining steadfast amidst constant change, we can achieve stability and secure our position.

the other side.

Later that day, Loga received news that the reconnaissance fleet had lost contact, and there had been few signs before the fleet went missing.

This indicates that a formidable, decisive, and highly vigilant orc force lurks within that star system.

"Things are getting interesting." Loka murmured to himself as he looked down at the psionic transformation ritual from the high platform of the divination hall.

"As expected of the orcish forces that devised gravity wave technology and subspace veil technology, their ancestral atavism is at least no less than that of Ulanor, and they may have already touched the threshold of ancient orcs. In that case, I will send two more fleets to scout ahead. One fleet will draw fire in the open, while the other fleet will record changes on the battlefield and be ready to provide support at any time."

Loga had an idea in mind and was about to give the order to Urg, but then he paused and a brilliant idea popped into his head.

"Right! This mysterious orcish force calls themselves 'Space Beasts,' which suggests they've studied, or even worshipped, the legionary culture of the human empire. What if I lead the Space 'Wolf' legion there…"

Loga was delighted with his idea.

Space Beast versus Space Wolf.

Just imagining this scene is enough to make one look forward to it.

The Space Wolves Legion has a terrible temper, and almost no one in the Empire, except for the people of the Legion's homeworld and the Emperor himself, likes them.

They are the Emperor's "barbaric enforcers," often using violence, bloodshed, and terror to sweep through the alien world.

After the Primarch returned, the Space Wolves, formerly known as the Sixth Legion, became much more restrained, but acts of accidental killing, indiscriminate killing, and torture still occurred.

Even so, the Emperor did not reprimand the Space Wolves Legion, and instead placed great trust in them.

Loga was confused about this before he came into the Lord's embrace.

Zelfix, acting as the Lord's mouthpiece, explained the reason to him.

When the Emperor created the Space Marine Legions, he designated the Sixth Legion as "the Emperor's executioners" and "instruments of punishment."

Absolute loyalty, absolute violence, and absolute purity are characteristics etched into the genes of emperors and cannot be changed.

Zelfikers frankly stated that among the many Primarchs, the most difficult to corrupt was the Primarch of the Space Wolves—Riemann Ruth.

The difficulty of corrupting Space Wolves Space Marines is ten times, or even a hundred times, greater than that of other Legions.

Loka is destined to eliminate Space Wolf and its original form in the future.

He wanted to take this opportunity to observe just how powerful the space wolves were and what kind of battle sparks would fly when they encountered space beasts.

How to get space wolves to deal with space beasts requires careful planning.

Space wolves may be rude, but that doesn't mean they're stupid.

Their keen tactical intuition and astonishing insight are enough to allow them to sniff out the scent of conspiracy and traps.

Five days later, the Chaos Corruption Ritual ended.

More than half of the Space Marines who participated in the ritual were killed or wounded. The dead could not withstand the corrosive energy of the warp and turned into mud in despair and pain. The survivors became Chaos Space Marines and completely turned against the Imperium.

The layout of the megalithic space fortress codenamed "Dog Tail" has been adjusted.

The Chaos Space Marines' ships left this area and hid in the asteroid belt more than ten million kilometers away.

The Ulanor orc ships went about their business as usual: some docked, some resupplyed, and some underwent repairs.

Five more days have passed.

After making inquiries from various sources, Luo Jia located the whereabouts of Expedition Team 40.

This expeditionary force consisted of 80,000 Space Marines and was personally led by Leman Ruth.

Earlier today, they had just conquered an alien world in the northwest corner of the Far East star system.

They are only 2300 light-years away from the star system where the space beasts reside.

Loka used the Orc's Howl Box to give orders to the Ulanor fleet near the Space Wolves.

He ordered the fleet to change its flag and adopt the name "Space Beast Warlords" before launching a surprise attack on Expedition 40.

There's no need to fight to the death with Expedition 40. All we need to do is send the name "Space Beast" and the coordinates of the star system where it is located into Expedition 40's field of vision.

Given Riemann Russ's temperament, he definitely wouldn't be able to hold back his anger and would immediately set off to fight.

"Hehehe~" Loka's laughter was dark and deep, filled with smugness.

(End of this chapter)